Shennong Daojun

The mountain climbing show is suitable for all officials, that is to say, whether they are the agricultural supervisor, Tiangongfang, Weaver Supervisor, Wusi, study, temple... as long as they belong to the government department, they are eligible to participate.

"These two days are really lively. Apart from the Spring Society, the autumn festival is probably the most lively in the year." Chen Ziyu walked on the street, watching people coming and going, and couldn't help but grin.

His family opened a shop in Anpingfang. There was a lot of traffic and business was good. Of course he was happy.

"Qian Dong, are you going to the mountains at the beginning of autumn?" Chen Ziyu looked at Qian Dong next to him. Zhao Xing didn't even ask him. He knew that his brother would definitely go.

"Go, why don't you go?" Qian Dong said.

"Aren't you afraid of being beaten black and blue? There are many masters coming this year." Chen Ziyu asked.

"Am I afraid?" Qian Dong snorted, "If there are more experts, I'll wait until I can go. If there are fewer experts, I won't go!"

"Oh? Why is this?" Chen Ziyu scratched his head.

"I have just entered the second level of Juyuan. If I collide with the masters of the eighth or ninth level of Juyuan, they will have to beg me not to die." Qian Dong puffed out his chest and said.

Zhao Xing: "..."

No, what are you proud of?

Chen Ziyu said: "Dongzi, there are regulations prohibiting killing in mountain climbing, but you can't expect others not to rob you because you are weak, right?"

Zhao Xing said coldly: "If you really encounter a ninth-level Juyuan warrior, he will chop you a hundred times with his superb control, and he can avoid the vital points with his sword."

Qian Dong: "..."

"Then I have to go, it's only once a year." Qian Dong was a little discouraged.

"It is not recommended to go. You are only at the second level of Juyuan. If you encounter a beast on Lingshan Mountain, you will die without knowing how." Zhao Xing said.

"I know, brother."

"You have to be more careful this time you climb the mountain. You are only at the fourth level of Juyuan. If you encounter an expert, take a detour. Once you gain something, go down the mountain immediately. Don't force yourself." Xue Wenzhong said seriously.

He originally did not recommend Zhao Xing to go, but Chen Shijie held the opposite opinion and felt that Zhao Xing was capable of handling it. In addition, Zhao Xing also wanted to go, so Xue Wenzhong was convinced.

"I understand, teacher, I went up the mountain to try my luck. I will ensure my own safety first, and the soul-hunting show second."

The Sinong profession is somewhat weak and is not known for its combat effectiveness. It is normal for Xue Wenzhong to have this worry.

After Old Sinong warned him, he took Zhao Xing to the study and gave him a backpack-style bamboo box half a person's height.

"This is an asparagus box. I made it myself, and I saved a batch of seeds in it."

"Among them are the familiar 'Jingang Bamboo' and 'Ivy'."

"You are good at the straw man method. After you open the mountain, you don't have to rush up the mountain to fight for the top spot on the first day. You can do some straw man self-defense first, and then walk around the foot of the mountain."

"There are five magical talismans, ten internal organs protection pills, and fifteen Tianyuan pears..." Old Sinong muttered while carrying the bamboo box on Zhao Xing's back.

"Thank you, teacher."

Zhao Xing turned around and felt his shoulders sinking behind his back.

The bamboo box is quite heavy. How many things are put in it?

Asparagus, whose real name is warm bamboo, can prevent fruits from rotting and keep seeds in bamboo boxes made from it.

Climbing mountains to collect spirits is dangerous, so officials are not prohibited from carrying treasures, but they cannot exceed the third level.

Zhao Xing was one of the more promising officials in Gucheng. Xue Wenzhong and Chen Shijie didn't want him to miss the opportunity and were worried that something might happen to him, so they filled a bamboo box with things.

"Tomorrow a Shangguan from the county will come. Chen Shijie and I don't have time to see you again. Don't overdo it these two days and keep yourself energetic." Xue Wenzhong kept nagging.

"I understand, teacher." Zhao Xing listened quietly and did not leave until Xue Wenzhong stopped talking.

On September 21st, Ji Ming, a sixth-rank official from the Nanyang County Supervision Department, Fan Dongping, a sixth-rank official from the Agricultural Supervision Department, and several seventh- and eighth-rank officials from other departments arrived at the east gate of Gucheng in a floating cloud flying boat.

Li Wenzheng led the crowd to greet him three miles outside the city, and the honor guard beat gongs and drums all the way to the city.

The people inside and outside the city suddenly knew that a high-ranking official had arrived in Gucheng.

The minor officials in the agricultural supervision department were not qualified to participate in the reception outside the city.

But in the afternoon, Fan Dongping, who was from the same system, came over as a farmer supervisor to inspect, and he had the opportunity to see the majesty of a sixth-grade strongman.

"I actually sent a sixth-grade man here. Old Chen is quite valued." Zhao Xing was watching from a distance on the pavilion of Huailiu Courtyard.

Ordinarily, this year is not a big start, so just send a seventh-grade person over and it will be done. Anyway, it is just a formality.

If there is no other reason, then it can only be that the chief official Chen Shijie has a good reputation and is valued by his superiors.

"Jin Gong, you are from Xishan County. Are you still used to it after living in Nanyang County for three years?" Fan Dongping asked with a smile.

Jin Gong is the epitome of Chen Shijie.

Chen Shijie was half a body behind to follow Fan Dongping. Hearing what the other party said, he immediately chuckled and said: "Thank you for your concern, sir. Nanyang County has good mountains and rivers and rich products. My strong bones have become a bit crispy." ”

Fan Dongping raised his eyebrows and said, "Well, you Chen Jinggong, you're going to scold me, Nanyang County's farmer, for being greedy for enjoyment and not making progress, right?"

"How dare I? Master Fan has always been wise and mighty in my heart."

"Hahaha." Fan Dongping stroked his beard and laughed.

The accompanying officials, such as Gao Linong, Tang Wanchun, Pang Yuan and others, were all a little surprised. Why was Fan Dongping so easygoing when chatting with Chen Shijie? Could it be said that this Chen Shijie really has a leg up? Is it because of him that Fan Dongping is here this time?

September 22nd, the autumnal equinox.

At the foot of Donghu Mountain, Ditan Square.

Since the Mao hour, the temple emcee has been busy making arrangements to prepare for the opening ceremony.

The outer perimeter of the Ditan Square is surrounded by the signs of various departments, dividing the viewing area.

Zhao Xing arrived at the Ditan Square early in the morning and came to the viewing area of ​​the Sinongjian.

There were dozens of long platforms on the Ditan Square, on which were placed the three sacrificial animals, jade ritual vessels, incense, candles and yellow paper.

At the end of the Mao hour, the officials and clerks who were watching the ceremony took their places one after another, and the soldiers of the Donghu Army were maintaining order because there were too many tourists and vendors who came to join in the fun.

At the first quarter of the Chen hour, the sacrifice officially began.

First, the temple emcee prayed and sang lyrics, worshiping the gods (the Yin gods canonized by the court), mainly Donghu Bo and Caoxi.

Next, the county lord Li Wenzheng appeared, with a golden voice and a jade voice that spread a hundred miles, praying for good weather and good harvests in Gucheng, and the people of Gucheng to be safe and healthy.

After this set of procedures, it was already the first quarter of the Si hour.

But the number of people around only increased, not decreased.

After all, this is an annual event.

"Why isn't it over yet? I almost fell asleep listening to it."

"It's almost over. It's the turn of the Xishan guy."

"Shh, be careful not to be heard by Chen Shijie."

"Don't you call him by his name? Why are you pretending?"

"..."

"Here they come!"

"Look, mother, the mountain is about to be opened!"

As officials and civilians waited eagerly.

Chen Shijie, the chief official of the Gucheng Sinong Supervisor, and the other seven Sinongs, climbed onto the Ditan and performed the mountain opening method.